Your address reads as follows : Go east six blocks of the abandoned warehouse with the sign that says Eastwick. Go north across the street.
You can't make this shit up. It's the little house with tons of steps up the steep hill and part gripped rusty door.
When I have some guy's dick inside me... I feel loved. And that's the only time.
Lady, you're so fucked up you can't even tell how fucked up you are.
Well, you were right. I am, I am all... messed up.
You can say... fucked up. I won't tell anyone.
Okay, I'm, I am all fucked up.
You better mind your mouth or I'm gonna mind it for you.